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"It's just a meeting, a few words, no problem," Lu Xueqi said calmly, pulling Jiang Xiaochuan around Tian Ling'er as they left the house without stopping.

Tian Ling'er chased after her, shouting, "I'm going too!"

Lu Xueqi ignored her, summoned Tianya, and pulled Jiang Xiaochuan onto it. The azure sword light shone, carrying the two of them into the sky, disappearing in the direction of Dazhu Peak in the blink of an eye.

"Jiang Xiaochuan! Lu Xueqi!" Tian Ling'er chased to the edge of the cliff, only to see a rapidly shrinking blue light on the horizon. Her eyes turned red with anger, she stomped her foot hard, turned around and ran away.

Tianya flew steadily. Jiang Xiaochuan stood behind Lu Xueqi, his hand supporting her slender waist. The wind was strong, making their clothes flutter and their hair tangled. Only now did he slowly realize that Dao Xuan had punished him with confinement. Although it was confinement within the Dazhu Peak area, going to Xiaozhu Peak... wouldn't that be considered a violation?

"Xueqi," he leaned closer and asked in her ear, "What about Uncle Daoxuan...?"

"It's alright." Lu Xueqi's voice was carried by the wind, slightly ethereal, but very clear. "It's just to see Master, it'll be quick."

Jiang Xiaochuan said no more, and the sword light quickly landed on Xiaozhu Peak. The bamboo forest was quiet and serene as always.

Lu Xueqi put away Tianya, still holding his hand, and walked deeper into the bamboo forest, but instead of going to the bamboo pavilion where they usually discussed matters or received guests, she went straight to her own bamboo house.

The bamboo hut was hidden behind several clumps of green bamboo. The door was ajar. Lu Xueqi pushed the door open, led him inside, and then closed the door behind her.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked around: "Where is Senior Sister Shuiyue?"

Lu Xueqi released his hand, walked to the table, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of water, and handed it to him: "Master... perhaps something has delayed you, let's wait a bit."

Jiang Xiaochuan took the water, took a sip, and found it to be cool, with the refreshing scent of bamboo leaves.

He sat down in the chair, and Lu Xueqi sat down on the edge of the bed. The two were silent for a moment, and the room became quiet except for the soft rustling of bamboo leaves outside the window. Sunlight slanted in through the windowpane, casting dappled shadows on the floor, which moved slowly.

After waiting for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, with no movement from outside, Jiang Xiaochuan grew impatient: "Uncle Shuiyue... are you still not finished? Should I come back another day?"

"Wait a little longer," Lu Xueqi said, getting up and walking to the window to look at the sky. "They might be here soon."

Jiang Xiaochuan had no choice but to sit down again. Time passed slowly, the sun gradually set, and the light in the room dimmed. Lu Xueqi had turned on the lamp at some point, and the dim yellow light dispelled the gloom in the corner. She walked up to Jiang Xiaochuan and said, "Are you hungry? I'll make something to eat."

"Oh? No need for that, I..."

"No trouble at all." After Lu Xueqi finished speaking, she turned around and left the bamboo house, went to the small kitchen next door, and soon returned with a wooden tray. On it were two bowls of glistening white rice, two plates of refreshing side dishes, one plate of stir-fried bamboo shoots with sliced ​​meat, one plate of stir-fried bok choy, and a small bowl of vegetable and tofu soup with a few specks of oil floating on top. It was steaming hot and smelled delicious.

Jiang Xiaochuan was truly hungry. Looking at the dishes, his stomach growled involuntarily. Feeling a little embarrassed, he watched as Lu Xueqi arranged the food and handed him chopsticks, saying, "Eat up. It's a bit bland, so please bear with it."

"No compromise, no compromise, it's very good." Jiang Xiaochuan took the chopsticks, thanked them, and began to eat. The dishes were indeed light, but cooked just right. The bamboo shoots were crisp and tender, the bok choy was sweet, the meat slices were smooth, and the tofu soup was light and palatable. He ate quickly and with great relish, praising indistinctly as he ate, "Delicious... Xueqi, your cooking is really good..."

Lu Xueqi ate her meal in small bites, occasionally picking up a piece of food with her chopsticks, but her gaze mostly fell on him, watching his cheeks slightly flushed from the heat, watching his satisfied, squinting eyes, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously maintained a very gentle curve.

After finishing their meal, Lu Xueqi cleared away the dishes and wrung out a warm cloth. She naturally wiped his mouth with it. Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned, his face flushed. He took the cloth and wiped his mouth haphazardly, saying, "I can do it myself, I can do it myself."

Lu Xueqi didn't insist. She put away the cloth and looked out the window. It was completely dark outside. The bamboo forest was pitch black, with only a few scattered lights shining from a few bamboo houses in the distance.

"It's so late..." Jiang Xiaochuan also looked out the window, and the feeling that something was wrong in his heart became more and more obvious.

"Is Master Shuiyue not coming today? Maybe I should go back first and come to visit another day when she has time."

He was about to get up as he spoke.

"Don't go." Lu Xueqi pressed down on his shoulder. The pressure wasn't strong, but it was steady. She looked at him, the dim light reflecting off her beautiful face. Her eyes were deep, like two still pools of water, but something was slowly flowing beneath them.

"It's getting dark and it's hard to walk, let's rest here."

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly waved his hand: "No, no, how can this be! I can get back to Dazhu Peak very quickly, I'll be there in no time, and besides, it's not appropriate for me to sleep here... it's really not appropriate."

His face flushed even more, his eyes darted around, and he dared not look at her.

"There's nothing wrong with it. You're injured and shouldn't travel. Just stay here for the night. Your master will probably come early tomorrow morning."

"But..." Jiang Xiaochuan still wanted to struggle.

"What are you afraid of?" Lu Xueqi looked at him and suddenly asked, her eyes clear and inquisitive. "Afraid I'll do something to you?"

"No!" Jiang Xiaochuan immediately denied, his face burning even more. "I'm afraid... afraid of defiling your bed, and besides, it wouldn't be good for your reputation if word got out..."

"It's my bed, I decide what to do with it." Lu Xueqi interrupted him, a hint of stubbornness in her voice. "Reputation? I don't care." She paused, looking at his embarrassed expression, the corners of her mouth seemed to curve slightly, then quickly flattened. "Don't worry, I won't touch you."

After saying that, before Jiang Xiaochuan could object, she reached out and gently pushed him. Jiang Xiaochuan, who was already standing, fell backward onto the bed when she pushed him. The soft bed, carrying her unique, cool fragrance, instantly enveloped him.

"You should get some sleep first." Lu Xueqi stood by the bed, looking down at him. "I'll wake you if Master comes."

Jiang Xiaochuan sat on the bed, his mind a jumbled mess.

Wait a minute, he clearly came to see Master Shuiyue, so how did he end up sitting on Lu Xueqi's bed while they were talking?

Are you still going to sleep here?

This is not right, very not right.

But... the bed beneath him was soft and comfortable, and the fragrance lingering around his nose inexplicably relaxed his tense nerves.

The fatigue of the past few days, the weakness from his unhealed injuries, and the satisfaction from the delicious meal he had just eaten all came rushing back, making his eyelids feel heavy.

Lu Xueqi turned around, her back to him: "I'm not looking. You should change into some clean clothes. It's uncomfortable to sleep in your outer clothes."

As she spoke, she walked to the table, blew out the oil lamp, and the room was plunged into darkness, with only a faint ray of daylight coming in from the window to outline the blurry shapes of the furniture.

Jiang Xiaochuan sat in the dark for a while, then decided to just go to sleep, since Lu Xueqi had said she wouldn't touch him anyway.

Moreover, he was truly exhausted and really didn't want to go back to Dazhu Peak again. He fumbled around and took out a clean white undergarment from his storage space. The material was soft, and he quickly changed into it with a rustling sound. Then he lifted the quilt and crawled inside.

The bedding was soft, with the fluffy smell of sunshine, and an even stronger scent that belonged to Lu Xueqi.

He lay down, his head resting on the fragrant pillow, and let out a long sigh. His body sank into the soft embrace, and a wave of exhaustion washed over him.

He closed his eyes, still thinking, "Why hasn't Master Shuiyue arrived yet?" But his consciousness had already uncontrollably sunk into a warm darkness.

Lu Xueqi stood in the darkness for a long time until she heard even, deep breathing coming from the bed. Only then did she slowly turn around and walk to the bedside.

By the faint light from the window, she could see the outline of Jiang Xiaochuan lying on his side. He was asleep, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was restless even in his dreams.

His white undergarment stood out in the darkness, making his face appear even paler. The blanket covered his chest, with one hand sticking out and his fingers slightly curled.